Farewell Khazakstani Dance
posted by Ewen at 12:36 AM
Shirami
Welcome to the Blog of Wyn, where I have laid forth my musings about life as a Scotsman living in Northern Japan. Please read on and learn about how a small boy from a remote Scottish island managed to enter the Japanese public education system, and from there made a complete arse of himself. ユエン ワイネス
Sunday, July 16
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About Me
- Name: Ewen
- Location: Gonohe Machi, Aomori Ken, Japan
Observers of muse, let me introduce myself. My name is Ewen, I'm 25, Scottish, and for 2 years I lived in rural Japan, where I taught kids how make bonazai kittens using glass jars. The name of my blog is the Japanese word for 'head lice'. I chose this word because I think its funny that Japanese people say 'lice' instead of 'rice'. Enjoy
15 Comments:
You still can't dance!!!
aaw i miss my brother.xx
yea i think we might have to have you put down im afraid. you've shamed the family for the last time
you must have been doing a lot of dancing recently as you seem to be only half the man you used to be.
I've been following the 'Khazakstani Dance your way to fitness' video.
idiots
when is Borat coming home?
hallo!I'm gonohe junior high school
student.You are gone and it is very lonely.
Moreover, please come to gonohe.
Oooh, can it be true, one of my students has actually been reading my blog! Hmmm, that could be a bad thing though if everyone in school sees my dancing.
Not sure when I shall be returning Giles, but I get kicked out of Russia in October, so some time after that. I shall be blogging my plans very soon.........
Glad to see that your dancing hasn't changed and hope you'll be triping the light fantastic in the Mish before the year is out!!!!!
pissed myself laughing....i see u still got your slick moves man
i just pissed myself..that was it.
You call that dancing!
You should have been around in the seventies. WE knew what REAL dancing was then! We knew HOW to dance! We didn't need any imagination in those days....
Oh my God, I'm becoming ma faither !
With Rod's recent incontinence, I think he's overtaking you on the track to joining the grey brigade.
then i shat all of my clothes clean off....then i belive that was it.
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